The boy raised his head, his dark red eyes were dark and deep, and the cold face of the young man in front of him reflected in the deep pupils, as if the whole world was filled with only one person in front of him, with a strong paranoia that made people pound.

He obediently placed his neck on the blade in the young man's hand in front of him, with an intimate smile beside his lips.

It’s like completely entrusting one’s life and death to the other party and allowing others to seize it.

The two of them confronted silently, the atmosphere in the air was solidified and depressed, so tight that it made people breathless.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes expressionlessly and said in a cold voice:

"Do you think I'll be soft-hearted?"

The blade in his hand approached a little closer again.

The knife light was as cold as silver, and the cold blade cut through the young man's slender neck.

A thin scarlet wound appeared on the pale skin, which seemed more and more shocking under the dim light. A trace of blood oozed out like a scarlet blood snake, spitting out a letter, slowly winding down the line of the boy's neck, wandering under the collar.

The other party avoids it, either.

The young and tender boy's voice was slightly hoarse, with a little aggrieved nasal sound: "How could it be..."

He raised his hand, unbuttoned his slender fingers one by one, and the snow-white collar of his shirt spread out, revealing his thin collarbone and chest.

The blade subconsciously sent forward.

The blade became deeper, and the blood flowed between Ji Xuan's neck even more violently.

Ye Jia was stunned.

The inhuman voice fluctuated a little:

“…what are you doing?”

I saw a deep scar on the boy's thin chest, which looked particularly hideous and dazzling on his smooth and pale skin. The position was accurate and he cut straight into the vital points. It could be seen that the person who started the attack was absolutely not ruthless.

Blood flowed down and fell on the healed wound, like blood and tears that were about to drop.

Ji Xuan raised his hand to touch his heart, and then approached his lips a little closer, and his smile became brighter:

"Look, I keep all the gifts my brother gave me."

"If you are soft-hearted, you are not your brother." The boy tilted his head, with a bit of naivety and cruel expression in his expression.

The next second, he ran his neck into the blade in Yejia's hand without hesitation.

Ye Jia was caught off guard.

He had only had time to blur the weapons in his hand, but he had no time to take back his movements.

Ji Xuan smiled and put his cheek on the other party's palm, rubbed it slowly and intimately, and his cold and soft lips remained on the other party's warm skin for two seconds without any trace.

Ye Jia suddenly pushed the other party away as if he was burnt.

Fortunately, Ji Xuan is not an adult body now, and he staggers and takes a few steps back after he pushes hard.

Ye Jia stared at him, as if he was a little unbelievable. It took him a long time to squeeze out a few words from his teeth:

"Neuropathy."

After saying that, he walked towards his apartment without looking back.

Ji Xuan hurriedly followed, but what came towards him was the gate that closed repeatedly, and with a ruthless "clang" almost hit his face.

He touched the tip of his nose that almost hit the door, thinking about something.

...It seems a bit too much?

But before he could come up with anything, the door in front of him suddenly opened again without warning.

The boy raised his head, and a hint of joy flashed in his scarlet eyes.

But before he could speak, he saw something dark thrown from the door.

Ye Jia was cold and gritting his teeth sounded:

"Take your fish."

The next second, with a "clang" sound, the door closed ruthlessly again.

Ji Xuan lowered his head and looked at each other with the blood fish in his palm.

“…Why are you so small?”

Ji Xuan frowned and looked at the bloody fish that was only the size of a palm.

Although the blood Gu fish is obedient, it is still a noble and arrogant race after all. It is almost impossible to let it abandon its face and become smaller.

The bloody fish shook its tail and glanced at the master who turned into a teenager in front of him with his dark eyes, as if saying:

Are you too?

Ji Xuan: “…”

The Blood Gu Yu turned his head pitifully and looked at the door tightly closed behind him.

As if convinced that the other party would never open the door again, it waved its tail in despair, became its size before, and then walked through the walls of the building and swam outward.

The slender boy stood alone in the empty corridor.

Ji Xuan stretched out his hand and gently wiped the wound on the edge of his neck.

The blood stopped, but the hideous blade was still there.

A faint pain appeared on the wound, as addictive as stimulants, making his nerve endings tremble with excitement.

The scarlet tongue gently licked the blood from the fingertips.

The smile on the boy's lips deepened, his dark red eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of madness appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Good night, brother.

In the room.

The water from the faucet washed downwards, Ye Jia lowered his eyes expressionlessly, and his brows frowned violently, even though the back of his originally pale hands were rubbed red.

The little black hand shrank aside in fear and leaned over carefully.

It's actually not clear what happened just now.

As soon as Ye Jia stopped, he smelled the aura of a powerful evil spirit.

Thinking about Ji Xuan's last threat, the little black man slipped into the wall and retreated into the wall. Let the big guys solve the problem between the big guys. In order to prevent the fish like this, it is better to run faster, the better.

Although Xiao Hei Shou didn't know what happened just now, it was the first time that Ye Jia had seen such an outward emotion.

It asked carefully: "What, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

Yejia turned off the faucet and wiped his wet hands on the towel.

He lowered his eyes when he heard this, and his murderous gaze slanted towards Xiao Hei's hand.

The little black hand suddenly shook and subconsciously pressed against the wall.

Yejia sneered: "I'm very good."

Little black hand: "..."

Why doesn't it sound credible at all?

Xiao Hei squatted on the table with one leg broken and thought seriously for two seconds.

According to the current situation, Wang must have a love for Ace. Although the little black hand doesn’t know what happened, no matter what, it is still ready to ease their relationship - after all, the gods fight and the mortals suffer!

It racked its brains and finally decided to fight in a roundabout way.

The little black hand said: "That...in fact, the king is not that bad..."

Ye Jia raised his eyebrows, and his eyes flashed coldly: "It's not that bad?!"

Little black hand: "..."

Silently shrink.

I seemed to have said the wrong thing, oh.

Ye Jia took a deep breath, as if suppressing some excessively irritable emotions, and then gritted his teeth and said:

"He's just a psychopath."

It used to be, and now it is too.

And I haven't seen each other for a few years, and the disease becomes worse.

The little black hand was determined to bypass this dangerous topic: "Then...what are you going to do next?"

Yejia: "Go away from the mental illness."

Little black hand: "..."

How do I answer this?

Ye Jia walked out of the bathroom and looked around the room that he had almost been destroyed by the blood fish.

Most of the furniture was almost destroyed, but luckily the bedroom was independent, and most of the items inside escaped. No matter what, at least they could barely live.
To be continued...